This painting, created with acrylic ink on canvas, is inspired by The Tao te Ching, Lao Tzu's epic poem about the gentle arts of a well-lived life. The painting is of a Taoist mountain hermit living in the Zhongnan mountains of northwestern China.
Product features
- Giclée print on gallery-grade 220 gsm fine art paper. You can cut the image out and have it framed.
- Smooth matte finish for low reflection and soft tones
- REACH-certified inks for rich, stable colour
- EUTR-compliant wood sourcing for responsible materials
- Available in 19 sizes and horizontal, vertical, and square layouts
Poem on the poster:
The Cause of Suffering is Desire
(Chapter Three – The Tao te Ching)
The unwanting soul
sees what’s hidden
and there finds peace.
While the ever-wanting soul
sees only what it desires
The river reaches the sea
by yielding to rock and mountain,
and yet carves mighty canyons.
Inner peace is like water,
like day, like night.
Effortless being.
The thousand hidden things
speak in silence
The true nature of things
offers itself in quiet.
On the other side of desire
Treasures are revealed
That striving cannot dream.
Not forcing, not resisting, not refusing —
the gentle rain that nourishes
roots of mighty trees
asks for nothing back.
There is no winning, no losing,
when action arises from the quiet within.
This painting, created with acrylic ink on canvas, is inspired by The Tao te Ching, Lao Tzu's epic poem about the gentle arts of a well-lived life. The painting is of a Taoist mountain hermit living in the Zhongnan mountains of northwestern China.
Product features
- Giclée print on gallery-grade 220 gsm fine art paper. You can cut the image out and have it framed.
- Smooth matte finish for low reflection and soft tones
- REACH-certified inks for rich, stable colour
- EUTR-compliant wood sourcing for responsible materials
- Available in 19 sizes and horizontal, vertical, and square layouts
Poem on the poster:
The Cause of Suffering is Desire
(Chapter Three – The Tao te Ching)
The unwanting soul
sees what’s hidden
and there finds peace.
While the ever-wanting soul
sees only what it desires
The river reaches the sea
by yielding to rock and mountain,
and yet carves mighty canyons.
Inner peace is like water,
like day, like night.
Effortless being.
The thousand hidden things
speak in silence
The true nature of things
offers itself in quiet.
On the other side of desire
Treasures are revealed
That striving cannot dream.
Not forcing, not resisting, not refusing —
the gentle rain that nourishes
roots of mighty trees
asks for nothing back.
There is no winning, no losing,
when action arises from the quiet within.
